Rebel (One Direction Fan Fiction)

I Hate You

Hey ratchets! This is my first story so I know it sucks. But, at least pretend to like it, ok? Just kidding, I want your real opinions so I know how to make it better. Thank you and carry on!

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*Flashback*

"Mommy! Mommy! Look at me!" I said. "I'm watching, sweetheart!" My mother said, voice filled with enthusiasm. I then did a wobbly cartwheel, but landed on my feet on the grass of our backyard. That was the first time I did a cartwheel without falling. "Very good sweetie!" My mother cheered. I took a bow and blew kisses. Once I finished I smiled showing my few missing teeth and giggled. Then someone grabbed me from behind and picked me up while tickling me. "Ahh!" I yelled while laughing uncontrollably. "I got you!" I heard my father say. "Daddy, stop! It tickles!"  I said in between giggles. He set me down after a few more seconds of tickling and said, "I love you so much baby." I smiled widely and heard my mom get up and start walking over. "I love you too, daddy!" I said. "What about me?" I heard my mother say from behind with a pout on her lips. "I love you too mommy!" I said while going over to her so she could pick me up. Once I was in her arms, I heard her say, "I will always love you. No matter what." "Pinky promise?" I asked. "Pinky promise." She said, as we linked pinkies.

*End of flashback*

What a load of shit. I was so gullible back then. But then again, I think every 8 year old is gullible. Ever since my dad left 9 years ago, my mother turned into a cold-hearted bitch. It wasn't that bad when I was younger. Most of the time she just ignored me. How I wish she ignored me now. All she does now is yell at me and slap me sometimes, but I've gotten used to it. I guess you could say I'm a rebel. I can be a bitch from time to time, but if you're on my good side you'll get to know the real me. Most of the time I sneak out and skip school. But usually my mom finds out somehow and grounds me. That doesn't stop me though. My friends help me sneak out sometimes and we go to loads of parties. Since we're still in high school, most of the parties we go to are senior ones. Since we're seniors, we throw pretty good parties if I say so myself. Whenever my mom is out of town we throw a major party. Why waste a big ass house when it could be put to good use? Some of my friends are 21, so they get us the alcohol most of the time. If they can't get any then I just go into my moms stash and get my own. Not like she notices. I can do what I want, when I want, where I want. My closest friends are the ones I party with all the time. Their names are Brittney and Hannah. They are drop dead gorgeous and I am super jealous. Brittney has a boyfriend named Jake. He's 21, but who gives a fuck? Hannah and I are single and ready to mingle. And we can't wait to play with some new boy's minds.

After I got Brittney's message saying, "We're here," I checked how I looked in my gold clubbing dress, grabbed my purse and went out the front door since my mom was asleep in her room. I saw Jake's car and got in.

"You look hot," Brittney said, and winked.

"Thanks Britt. So, do you." I said cheekily and winked back. We laughed and I looked over at Hannah.

"Don't worry boo, you look hot too." I said, with a smile creeping up my face.

"Why thank you, Lil. You look quite hot yourself there." She said flirtatiously. I just rolled my eyes and giggled at my two best friends.

By the time we got to, 'The Vault,' one of the hottest clubs in L.A., I noticed Hannah had her eye on Brad. Brad was one of Jake's friends we met about a year ago. Ever since then, Hannah has had some feelings for him, but she won't admit it. Whenever we bring him up, she'll change the subject.

"Let's go bitches!" Brittney said grabbing onto Hannah and I as she dragged us in as fast as she could. We all laughed, but stopped when we got to the front of the line. We did our thing and got in. We headed towards the bar and ordered shots of vodka. Once they were given to us, we took them. I scrunched my eyes closed as I felt the burning liquid slide down my throat. But it burned in a good way. After that, we ordered more shots, then more, then more and by the time we finished them, we each had taken 5 shots. Brittney, Hannah and I were tipsy to say the least. Brittney grabbed Jake and dragged him to the dance floor. Then Hannah grabbed Brad and took him to the dance floor.

'Great. Now I'm alone.' I thought. I started pushing through the crowd when I felt someone grab onto my waist. They pulled me into them and started grinding on me. I shrugged my shoulders and thought, 'What the hell. I've got nothing better to do.'

After a while I got bored so I walked away quickly. I didn't know what else to do. I found the bar and ordered a shot of tequila. Once I got it down, I took another one. Then I went to look for Brittney and Hannah, but couldn't find them. I looked for the bathroom, stumbling around and found it. I opened the door and saw Brittney making out with Jake and Hannah making out with Brad. My eyes widened and after a few seconds I said something.

"I think we should go before my mom finds out I'm gone." I smirked as Hannah nodded quickly and started walking. I followed and so did the others.

Once we got to the car, Brittney, Hannah, and I started talking about the club.

"That was so fun." Brittney said smiling, obviously still tipsy.

"Yea. I can't wait until we go next time." Hannah said, biting her lip.

"I hope my mom isn't awake because she will flip if she sees me drunk." I said, unable to focus on the conversation.

"It doesn't even matter. She can't take away our right to party." Brittney said, throwing her arms up in the air. We all cheered and laughed.

After a few minutes we got to my house. I got out of the car and said, "Bye bitches! Love ya!"

"Love you too!" Brittney and Hannah said in harmony. I smiled and started walking to my house, stumbling a few times. I got to the door eventually and slowly opened it. Once I got in I closed the door and started walking up the stairs.

"Hold it right there, missy." I heard someone say. 'Dammit. I was so close.'

"What do you want mom?" I asked irritated.

"Where did you go?" She asked.

"I just was hanging out with my friends." I replied, rolling my eyes. I started losing my balance a little, but caught myself.

"Are you drunk?" She asked angrily.

"What? No." I said, exagerrating the no.

"Yes you are. I can tell. I can't do this anymore Lilly." My mom said, frustrated.

"Do what mom? Be a bitch?" I snapped. She came up to me and slapped me. I was shocked for a second, but came back to reality.

"I can't handle you being a little fucker anymore. I'm going to send you to your uncle." She said, anger filling her eyes.

"What?" I asked in shock.

"Yea, that's what I'm going to do. Send you to your Uncle Paul. He's going on tour with some boyband, starting this summer, and I might be able to convince him to take you with him." She said, smiling evilly.

"You can't do that. I'm almost 18." I said, defending myself.

"Well you live under my roof, so my rules. After you graduate, which you will, you'll go with your uncle on tour." She said, proud of herself for thinking of that.

"I hate you." I said, my voice full of anger.

"Well, you better get some sleep. After tomorrow, you have school." She said smiling. Then she walked off to her room and slammed the door.

I groaned and stomped up to my room. Once I got to my room, I took off my shoes and got in bed. I thought to myself, "What did I just get myself into," before falling fast asleep.